March 29th Poetic Ticker Clicking
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announced on Thursday they will award $50,000 to a single poem.
to the remote village of Cileni where the play was performed amidst burnt-out tanks.
then moved east and changed names. Nearly 30 years later, in 1976, one year after [Gary] Snyder received the Pulitzer Prize, she donated the fading pages to California's UC Davis. There, in a Special Collections folder, they sat, until I went looking for them as part of my research on Mount Hood. Upon contacting Snyder about the event and Cohn's preserved pages, he replied: "Nobody before noticed the Mt. Hood portion . . . I am charmed."
in many of the poems, most of the poems do not take race itself as their subject; there are poems about dogs, birds, bugs, storms, rivers, trees, rats, snakes, gardens, flowers, oceans and love of all kinds. Spanning most of U.S. history and written in a variety of forms and voices, this is a powerful, instructive, and also pleasurable and very readable collection, an important addition to the anthology bookshelf.
celebrating the demise of small Canadian literary magazines, the new fund apparently works well for outfits like Chatelaine, Motorcycle Mojo, On-site Heavy Construction News and six other titles who together received the lion's share of the money and more than $1 million each. The six literary magazines that did qualify (down from 11 last year) scrabbled after a mere $126,000 ($93,000 less than last year) between them, and they were the lucky ones because many didn't qualify.
North Shore community, that held the strongest attraction for [Ralph Waldo] Emerson. During his lifetime, the philosopher would travel to Salem more than 30 times to speak at the Salem Lyceum on Church Street. These lectures would be a barometer for Emerson as to whether or not the topic covered in his talk was worth writing about.
[William] Davenant, whose star was of course by then riding high again--repaid the compliment. He used his influence to make sure that Milton was not "excepted" from the King's Act of Indemnity and Oblivion which extended mercy to all who were not immediately concerned with the execution of his father, Charles I. And Richardson writes: "The nation forgave him though they little knew how well he would reward their clemency by his future writings, chiefly Paradise Lost."
I thought the question was directed to that possible confusion. He was interrupted in the course of the examination.
and tweets and cellphone alerts registering yet another aftershock, Yoshikatsu Kurota quietly sent out his brief verse. It was published Thursday, in small type, on Page 14 of the mass-circulation Asahi daily, in the corner that Japan's newspapers still devote to such poetic endeavors.
the iron hand of post-war austerity was tightening its grip on British throats. Food was scarce, and its distribution and sale were regulated by petty bureaucrats. In November of that year, however, the nation was cheered by the wedding of Princess Elizabeth and Prince Philip in Westminster Abbey. Betty is named after the princess, and the trigger of the plot is the planning of a feast to celebrate the wedding. Are you getting this? Scroll forward 64 years and the iron hand of post-crash austerity is tightening its grip on the nation's throats. Food prices are rising and petty bureaucrats in government and the banks are gouging us for every penny we have left. Next month, however, the nation will be cheered by the wedding of Kate Middleton and Prince William.
in over 10 years is packed with his love of detail and acerbic precision. There are vivid adaptations from Pasternak, there are varied narratives such as "High Table" and "Rashomon", but the book is dominated by two major elegiac sequences--"I Remember my Mother Dying" and "A la recherche du temps perdu" (the latter about the death of a former lover from Aids).
a large monitor but does not have email or Web access. She starts about 11:30 p.m., after she watches the news with Ray and he goes to bed, and works for at least three or four hours, sometimes until the sun is up. She adjusts the blinds in her office to let in more or less light, and isn't worried about working alone in a huge condominium. When the night's work is done, she goes to bed and gets up around 2 p.m. to spend the afternoon and evening with her husband before starting to work again.
oppressiveness of the bikini: "Last time I checked, no one's bum looked big in a burka," she says, and rejects the idea that anyone can impose their version of liberty on women.
on my desk. Ever since I have wanted to write about the contents of the box. But because I'm a judge for the National Book Critics Circle prize and the poems in the box were under consideration, I couldn't.
books of poetry, most recently darkacre (Coffee House Press 2010). He has received Fulbright fellowships to Denmark and Norway and is currently Associate Professor of English at Carleton College, in Northfield, Minnesota.
about "the last letter written me" by a young man, whom she describes as "that estranged young soul."
so you don't lose your training--imitations, or translating an existing free verse poem into a form, something that's not too demanding but will keep you fit technically, even if your heart is not exactly in it. And once the clouds have cleared, poetry will be there, waiting for you.
by Robert Frost
by Paul Verlaine, translated by Karl Kirchwey
at work today--including some of the most highly esteemed, like Adrienne Rich and Robert Pinsky--but no one, I think, is as successful as [Jacqueline] Osherow at making Jewishness a productive subject for poetry. This is not because her work is saturated with biblical references, or because she writes piously about a vanished past, or because she waxes kabbalistic and makes play with Golems and gematria--all techniques that have grown overfamiliar in American Jewish writing. Rather, Osherow allows Judaism and Jewish history into her work as problems--as things to think about, with, and sometimes against; as sources of questions and, occasionally, answers. In this way, she comes much closer than most poets to an honest expression of contemporary American Jewish sensibility.
to get away with sniffing the paws of a dog, and I have sniffed the paws of all of mine, which almost always smell like hayfields in sunlight. Here Jane Varley, who lives in Ohio, offers us a touching last moment with a dear friend.
It is excellent, representative of a certain insightful Pan Africanist perspective. It should be read several times before one addresses its content:
from the medieval Sufi poem "The Conference of the Birds" to the English nursery rhyme "Cock Robin" to the birds of the caucus-race in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, our mythologies have paired birds and discourse. We've put our arguments in the mouths of birds, and we've tried, like John Keats and Walt Whitman, to imagine the songs they would sing if they were human.
but none are starker than this Web headline in the April issue of O: The Oprah Magazine: "Spring Fashion Modeled by Rising Young Poets." Yes. Spring fashion. Modeled. By rising young poets. There follows a photomontage of attractive younger women--some of whom are rising poets mostly in the "I get up in the morning" sense, but all of whom certainly look poetic--in outfits costing from $472 to $5,003. This is all part of O's special issue celebrating National Poetry Month, edited by the noted verse aficionado Maria Shriver and including interviews with "all-star readers" like Bono, Ashton Kutcher, the gossip columnist Liz Smith and someone named James Franco, who is apparently an actor.
it's not unlike what makes a three-year-old at a wedding begin to dance when the band starts up and the grown-ups begin to dance. So, Emily Dickinson and Ben Jonson and Walt Whitman and John Keats inspire me. Poems like Keats' "Ode to a Nightingale" or Dickinson's "Because I could not stop for death" or Jonson's "Let it not your wonder move" give me a certain feeling, and I start to want to try to create that feeling.
ours has become thrilling and terrifying; the study of the microcosm of human consciousness is perhaps even more enthralling, though harder to visualise, than the multiversing of the astronomers. But I'm also reminded of the warnings uttered by the neuroscientist Susan Greenfield when she talks about the dangers of reducing our intellectual worlds to virtual reality. We living bodies need to see faces and hear voices. [Coventry] Patmore hymns imaginative perception of local realities at the expense of scientific discovery: the reverse position is today's default. The poem, despite itself, illustrates how to combine the two.
"Back From the Fields" with a 2009 article from the "Summer Rituals" series, "Play Street Becomes a Sanctuary."
made the way a watch is. It is quite another to conclude that, because it not made that way, it is not made at all--especially if you are going to continue using the term design.
by Martin Burke
Two birds came upon a crust of bread lying on the path through the woods.
highly personal free verse. Her work shows a lifelong commitment to progressive social change (what she might call, in terms, tikkun olam, or the repair of the world). The poem below, "To be of use", exemplifies her love of those who do the work of the world.
an ongoing dialogue with his [David Ulin's] fifteen-year-old son, Noah, who gets assigned The Great Gatsby for school. Noah hates underlining key passages (complaining, rightly, "It would be so much easier if they'd let me read it.") and would rather be doing something else with his time. In a moment of both frustration and baiting, he tells his book critic father, "This is why reading is over . . . . Nobody wants to do it anymore."
Fulbright scholar, Pushcart Prize nominee and editor of 'Local Poets, Local Inspiration,' a dog poem.
Two poems from the late Santa Cruz poet and Cabrillo writing and film instructor.
touches so lightly here is deep indeed: the way life dissolves into death and back again across a membrane made permeable by the imagination. Or, as she once put it, "Ancestors and poetry and religion are the same. All about wonder. Having a sense of wonder."
he [Jihmye Collins] published essays, illustrated books and conducted workshops in art as an educational tool. His works include several public art projects in San Diego, including one at the Lillian Place housing development in the East Village area.
to family and friends. Occasionally, the storyteller didn't mind being at the center of a tale.
with the publication of his first book, Black Bull Guarding Apples in 1965, and went on to compile Frost Gods and Sonatas and Dreams. Black Bull Guarding Apples won him the acclaimed Cholmondeley Award in 1968. Other winners include Seamus Heaney, who was a close personal friend, and Philip Larkin.
and longest epic in the world preceding Mahabharata of India, Surek Galigo, or, as it is notably called, La Galigo, died at 75, on Sunday, March 27.
scholar who received numerous grants and awards, including a prestigious Andrew J. Mellon fellowship, to pursue her scholarly interests, which included early writers of the African Diaspora, African American literature, and jazz and hip-hop as literature. She wrote poetry and was working on a memoir, "Visa, My Visa," which told the story of her courtship and engagement to her Jamaican husband, Ralph Tait. 
sinking your teeth into a great poem. They are romantic (Christopher Marlowe's "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" gets me every time--seriously, guys, propose to your sweetheart with this one and she'll never turn you down!), provocative ("Richard Cory" by Edwin Arlington Robinson comes to mind), contemplative, comforting, and joyful.
from the Hindi by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra.